My feet are bleeding
on this rocky path
I have chosen for myself,
so my lips are curled upwards.

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“The heart is made not whole by that which it receiveth,
Nor by the soft laudation of the fleeting world;
Desire must perish, ere aught of keeping leaveth,
For that which is still entreated anon is hurled.”

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TRUE GRIT IS BELIEVING IN YOURSELF~ EVEN WHEN YOU HAVE NO CHEERLEADERS...

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Charles Babbage had the right idea, but the wrong century.

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~ The shadows are colorless - give them soft edges ~ quote by Anne-Lise Andresen

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Let me not pray to be sheltered from dangers,?but to be fearless in facing them. -- Rabindranath Tagore

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Love resolves hate while hate despises love. Irony of life. Hate dey always carry body forget say love na fearless.

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When embarking on a journey of destroying me, make sure you let me know, so I can lead you with all lights leading to my precise location... For I am fearless of what you're capable of. The best way to destroy yourself is trying to destroy me, for I am God's own and the apple of his eyes, He always hide me under the shadow of thy wings... So therefore I am unstoppable, untouchable, unbeatable, undefeated and unbreakable.... I am that I am nothing more or nothing less I am thy anointed one.

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Effort sowed; success reaped. Now, venture forth fearlessly, for the world eagerly awaits your ingenuity. - Aloo Denish Obiero

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There are times when we don’t want God but there is never a time when we don’t need God. - Charles Huckenberry Jr

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“So I agree Racist should never be together but human should For we are one Human race each with a Colorless spirit inside so to define ourselves by races is to continue to Live a lie and No we should not be color blind”- Christen Kuikoua

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A Hamilton is not a Cadillac,
But an Oyster has a Pearle.
If You Have the Hot Sauce,
You can Rap Like, Duke of Earle.

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"To be genuine, to be fearlessly yourself, above the need for approval, is the best gift you can give to the world "
Panagiota Romios

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What does a zombie cheerleader eat?
**Spirit fingers**

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"to know me is to learn about the way I thought"
~ shirley

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Many times, we see what we haven't received but we are blind to the opportunities we have to give. - Charles Huckenberry Jr

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Love has no labels, but it does have responsibilities. Charles Huckenberry Jr

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It is not the stars we fall in love with but the brilliance of the light they give away. - Charles Huckenberry Jr

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If you are going to stretch the truth, stretch it in the right direction. - Charles Huckenberry Jr

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A person can lie without cheating but they cannot cheat without lying. - Charles Huckenberry Jr

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A failure does not make you a failure. - Charles Huckenberry Jr

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Ophelia, madness suits you well,
as the ocean sounds in an empty shell,
as the moon shines brightest in a starless sky,
as suns supernova before they die ...
('Ophelia' by Michael R. Burch for Kevin N. Roberts, keywords: Ophelia, madness, Shakespeare, ocean, moon, sky)

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Indescribable—our love—and still we say
with eyes averted, turning out the light,
“I love you,” in the ordinary way
and tug the coverlet where once we lay,
all suntanned limbs entangled, shivering, white ...
indescribably in love. Or so we say.
('Ordinary Love' by Michael R. Burch)

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They say knowledge is power. I humbly reply, without the knowledge of how to use power, it is powerless.

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My God is a poet
singing me home
with their
genderless pronouns,
sticky love like blood
tar the tears in my eyes
the black heart is fixed on,
feeling the sum of the parts,
communion is served
best without -
heavy armour
worn gospels,
the insides torn,
turned out.

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My God is a poet
singing me home
with their
genderless pronouns,
sticky love like blood
tar the tears in my eyes
the black heart is fixed on,
feeling the sum of the parts,
communion is served
best without -
heavy armour
worn gospels,
the insides torn,
turned out.

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The true jewels of Literature are too precious to be hurled into complete oblivion.

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Betrayal can only happen to those who trust. - Charles Huckenberry Jr

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You can care for someone without loving them, but you cannot love someone without caring for them. - Charles Huckenberry Jr.

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a red butterfly stirred me from my crimson sheets- kissed my scarlet lips

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